I and my wife were sitting in a mac, and at the next table were 3 girls of about 2-3 grade. They talked with the guys. One told me that she is currently dating 3 guys and doesn't know which one to choose, because everyone likes them. The second said that her ex kissed very well, but the boy she is now kissing is not very. The third said that she had to break up with the boy because she learned that he was kissing others. Well, in general, the further conversation was in the same spirit with more detailed details.

How often sinners seek to be away from sin.

I leave the metro. I see my grandmother pulling a rope.
Behind the sandwich is a 5-6 year old girl.
Why does a child go on foot while travelling?
I look down at the sand, and there sits a cat.
Pushy, important, wrapped in a puddle cat on a walk.
This company made my day!

- Holmes, can a tattoo determine your intelligence level?
It’s elementary, Watson: There’s a tattoo – there’s no intelligence.

I remembered my story about the first day in the kindergarten, which my mom loves to tell. Before kindergarten, I didn’t like to dress myself for a walk, and my mother struck my lazy. And here, from the words of the teacher: All the children dress for a walk, and I approach her with my rites, say, let's put on me! To what the teacher says "no, annaryabbi, in our kindergarten all the children dress themselves" Then in my field of sight came a boy, not yet known to me. I approached him and there was a dialogue:

Boy, what is your name?

by Roma

Rom, put on my pants!

And Roma quietly began to stretch raids on me.